She chased the boy into the alley and finally caught up with him, beating him mercilessly: "Try running again? Weren't you pretty tough just now?"
Regardless of the child's cries and struggles, her grip did not weaken.
After a round of beating and dragging, Wang Lanlan finally felt better.
She suddenly realized that tormenting others could actually lift her mood, it was exhilarating!
With this thought, she stared at the boy in front of her, her eyes glinting with ruthlessness.
The next second she knocked him to the ground, stepping on the back of the boy's hand with the toe of her low-heel shoe and grinding it forcefully.
The alley was small and empty, the boy's screams were crystal clear.
Wang Lanlan, looking at the hand she had trampled on, became even more excited.
Just as she was about to crush his other hand, two men suddenly rushed into the alley.
They looked at the boy, now barely recognizable from the beating, their faces turning green: "Let go of him!"
